Danqing

My name is Dou Wan, a very ordinary girl who has graduated from university.Like many people, the major I chose was not the one I wanted to learn the most. I like painting and literary creation, which made me dissatisfied with my job, so I only worked as an accountant in the company for one year So he resigned.Then I decided to learn painting and do what I like - to be a painter.

So I used my saved savings to sign up for the training class.On the enrollment brochure, the teacher's name looks very self-cultivated, Qin Songxue, I naturally thought of Taoist Songxue Zhao Ziang.His qualifications are written behind the name, and I know very well the gold content of each of his titles - member of the Chinese Calligraphers Association, member of the Xiling Yin Society, chairman of the N City Youth Calligraphers Association, and director of the N City Painting Association.All are officially certified, and there is no moisture in it.

The most important thing is that his fees are not expensive, and he recruits fewer students.After careful consideration, I enrolled in this class and started to learn Chinese painting.

After checking the map, I found that the teacher's studio is relatively remote. It is in a scenic spot in N City. It takes nearly an hour and a half to get there from my home by subway and bus.I called the teacher specifically for this.

The voice on the other end of the phone also seemed very young, and the voice was not loud, and it sounded like people of the same age, which made me relax immediately.

The teacher said it doesn't matter, he doesn't have many students, he doesn't teach in a unified way, and he only studies for five hours a day, and it takes longer in the afternoon, three hours, as long as he arrives before nine o'clock in the morning, there is still time. Described in detail the security situation there.

I said to go and have a look this afternoon, the teacher said yes, he is in the studio all day, if you can't find a place, call him directly.

At noon, I had a quick meal and rushed to the studio. I had never walked that road before. I kept following the GPS on my mobile phone. When I was about to arrive, a large green area appeared in front of my eyes, as if I had entered a forest park.I continued to walk forward, and then I saw a three-story villa that looked like an art gallery, and the exterior decoration was very simple and simple.

I called the teacher's phone number, the teacher answered right away, and said he had seen me on the balcony.

I looked up and saw that there was indeed someone standing there, so I waved.

Probably he has been waiting for me.

It was very quiet near the teacher's house, there was a little buzzing of insects outside, I knocked on the door, and after the teacher opened the door, I felt a little surprised.

There is no photo of the teacher printed on the admissions profile, and I have never searched for it on a search engine, so when I saw a painter with outstanding temperament and appearance in front of me, I had to be surprised—I thought he was just outstanding in his age That's all, after all, in the field of Chinese painting, there are very few people who are as good as their paintings.

I immediately introduced myself, saying that my name is Dou Wan, and I am a student who is coming to study.He said I know, come in quickly, take a look, if you want to start painting today, he can teach you anytime.

"No need to change shoes." The teacher looked better when he smiled than when he had no expression.

My face blushed for no reason.

As soon as I entered, a faint fragrance came to my face, which was very faint but could not be ignored. Looking around, I found a smoking incense burner in the corner.

The interior decoration is similar to the exterior, but it is probably because there are many calligraphy and painting works hanging on the wall, so there is a sense of luxury in the simplicity.

"Teacher, are these all your works?" I asked.

The realm of these works is very high, the ink technique is very powerful, and the quality of the line is also very high.

The teacher said: "The three you see are mine, and the others are Zhang Lao's works."

I was shocked by the teacher's inheritance and his level.

Whether it is calligraphy or painting, the works of the teacher have a warm feeling, just like his people, flowing quietly like a trickle.

There is a relatively large water tank in the living room. What makes me feel strange is that there is no fish in it, only a palm-sized tortoise, which is lazily motionless.

Before I finished reading, a child's voice floated down from upstairs.

"Father, Gao Qi said he was coming to play."

The teacher asked him, "Then what else did he say?"

The child poked his head out from the stairs, about seven or eight years old, and looked very similar to the teacher. He replied, "He said he came with Uncle Gao and had dinner at our house in the afternoon."

I looked over to my teacher and noticed a ring on his left ring finger.

It turned out that the teacher was married.

But the teacher seems to be in his early 30s, but the child is already this age. I'm not sure whether he married early or looks young.

The child continued: "Father, Chen Kezhi also asked me to tell you that he is coming to see you today."

The teacher's expression seemed a little helpless: "Okay, I see."

Then the teacher took me to the studio.

There are students practicing in the studio. I looked at them casually. Their levels are uneven, and the age gap is also very large.The teacher walked over and took a pen from one of the students: "You didn't do it right. You have to make the stones behind it darker and squeeze out the stones in front."

The teacher dipped the ink a few times, sucked up a little water on the paper towel beside him, and began to teach the students how to deal with the shadows in landscape paintings.

The teacher painted very fast, and finished rendering the landscape in two to three minutes, and the layering became clear all of a sudden.I saw that the time was still early, so I said to the teacher: "Teacher, why don't I start practicing today."

The teacher nodded and said, "OK..."

I said: "Teacher, do you have painting supplies here? I'm worried that my brush and paper are not good..."

The teacher said: "Well, I have ready-made ones here. The price is the same as the ones in the stationery store outside. It is more convenient to put them here... The location here is too far away, and it is inconvenient to bring things around. A brush is twenty, raw paper One knife and thirteen."

I took out 50 yuan to the teacher, but was interrupted by the kid just now.

"Big sister, come with me, I'll get it for you."

I was about to tease the child, but the teacher touched the child's head: "Well, go and get it from him, he knows where the things are."

Such a small child can do good things?I'm a little skeptical.

But when I arrived at the small room where rice paper and pens were stored, the child said to me: "My father often forgets change, so don't give it to him. Chen Kezhi asked me to keep it for him."

I don't know who Chen Kezhi is, probably the patriarch of their family, right?

I always feel that the child’s pretending to be serious is very unnatural and cute at the same time, so I handed him 50 yuan.The child quickly found my money, and then used a small brush to write my name on a piece of rough-edged paper: "Big sister, this is yours."

To my surprise, the child's handwriting was good and the amount of money was correct.

Later, the teacher asked me about basic painting knowledge, and what kind of painting I had learned before. From the conversation, it can be seen that the teacher is a very capable person.

When I was about to eat in the afternoon, the studio became very quiet, and almost all the students left, leaving me alone to continue practicing basic skills.

Suddenly I heard the voice of another child. This child did not sound as confident as the previous one, and his voice was softer.

"Brother Yanyan, I'm here to look for you." The kid ran to the studio door to look around, and when he was not there, he retracted his little head.I couldn't see his face clearly in just one second, this should be the kid named Gao Qi.

Then there was another voice, which should be the child's father. He and the teacher were talking in a low voice, but when it came to the studio, there was only a vague voice, and the content could not be heard clearly.

My practice has almost been completed, so I went to the living room to ask the teacher to comment.

The man who was talking to the teacher was also bookish, but not as authentic as the teacher, as if he had been specially dressed.

The man nodded at me, and I smiled back at him.

At this time, the door was opened again, and a tall man in formal attire came in, wearing glasses, handsome, with an elite look all over his body.

The teacher said to him: "You are dressed like this today, and you have a meeting again?"

The man said: "Ah, there is a meeting this afternoon...you have accepted a new student?"

The teacher smiled and said, "Well, I just came here today."

The man smiled at me, then turned to the teacher and another person: "Haven't you eaten yet? I'll do it."

Two children came down from upstairs, and the teacher's son said, "Dad, Gao Qi wants to eat small soup dumplings."

What surprised me was that it was a man in a suit who answered this time: "Okay, I'll go steam."

I couldn't help but look at the teacher's son and this man again, looked back and forth, and found that this child looked more like him than the teacher.

The man left after speaking. I didn't have time to look at the ring he was wearing, but I felt that something seemed wrong.

Whose child is this?

It's not easy for me to ask about the teacher's family affairs, but I can't stop the turmoil in my heart.

The teacher didn't seem to care about this, as if this kind of conversation was normal, he said to me: "Would you like to stay and have a meal together? My brother's skills are not bad, I hope you don't dislike it."

I have not lived with my parents for a long time, and I was a little hesitant when facing the teacher's invitation.

Seeing that I didn't answer, the teacher said with a smile: "It's okay, some students often forget the time while drawing, and we often eat together."

Kindness is hard to come by, so even though I felt embarrassed, I agreed to the teacher's invitation.

Then the teacher pointed out some minor problems in the painting to me.

My skills are not deep enough, and my learning is very complicated. Most of the teachers I have followed are half-baked. The teacher asked me to learn from the most basic and learn the ancient brushwork. I deeply agree with this.

That man cooks slowly and doesn't look like a skilled worker, so I watched TV with the two children, and at the same time I heard the child named Gao Qi shouting that he was hungry, and the teacher's son replied: "Chen Kezhi... no, I Dad has been cooking very slowly, so wait a little longer."

Gao Qi didn't look very happy, rubbed his stomach, and stopped talking.

That man is Chen Kezhi?

The meal consisted of fish, and when the teacher was about to move his chopsticks, his son stopped him.

Gao Qi then explained: "Uncle Qin, Brother Yanyan said that you are always getting stuck, and you went to the hospital when we had dinner together last time!"

teacher:"……"

Then Chen Kezhi put the piece of fish into a bowl, carefully picked out the thorns for the teacher, and then gave him the meat.

The teacher's complexion improved a little.

At this time, I saw clearly that the ring on Chen Kezhi's hand was very similar to the one on the teacher's hand, and it should be a pairing ring.

The amount of information is too much, and I can't handle it in my head——

They are a real family.

After dinner, the teacher asked Chen Kezhi to take me and Gao Qi and his son home. When I went out, I walked forward with my back to the teacher, touched my pocket, and found that I had forgotten my mobile phone, so I turned around and went back to get it.

But when he turned around, he found that the teacher was kissing Chen Kezhi goodbye at the door. The height difference between the two was a bit large. The teacher's height was not short, mainly because Chen Kezhi was too tall, so the teacher had to tiptoe a little when they kissed, and Chen Kezhi You have to bow your head drastically.

I froze for a moment, then turned around and pretended I didn't see anything.

After waiting for a few seconds, Chen Kezhi walked up to me, handed me the phone, and opened the car door with the car keys.

Looking at his back, I couldn't help laughing, it was joy from the heart, an irrepressible reaction after seeing something heart-warming.

Each of the teacher's works is full of peace and warmth, and there is hidden tension in it. There is a great relationship between creation and life journey.When I was learning to paint, my original teacher told me that to paint a picture, you must first have love in your heart, and only with love can you express your inner emotions with a pen.

I think that in the teacher's life, there are probably Chen Kezhi and his children, so there are paintings in his works and his life's achievements.

The author has something to say: 1. This is the last one. Chen Kezhi is at work, and Tan Songxue teaches people to draw, write, and concentrate on art. In the past 40 years, even though there were farces that did not go well, they finally came together.Neither of them is perfect, they both have flaws, but there is no one who is more suitable for each other than them.One carves out his own world in the darkness of money and power struggles, while the other is carefree and obsessed with art, like the yin and yang of Tai Chi, black and white, light and darkness.

There are two big bureaus in the article. When I wrote it, I always felt that my IQ was not enough. I revised it many times, and finally I was a little satisfied. But this is not the most troublesome thing for me.

In short, there are still many deficiencies in the article, thank you for your tolerance, I will continue to work hard.

2. The story about the old seventh Chen Qiye will not appear in the episode. He is the protagonist of another article, and it is a super long article.This is the story I most want to write, and the outline and chapter titles have already been thought out. It can be said that I registered a pseudonym just for that story.However, the structure of his story is too large, and after writing 3 words, he is unable to do what he wants, so he put it aside for the time being, and fills in the pits after writing a few books and making progress in all aspects. —[-]—

3. Let me repeat, I didn’t write the ending of Li’s family. It’s not that I forgot, but I don’t want this family to spoil the atmosphere. Although they are superb, no matter what, they still have blood relationship with Qin Songxue and Qin’s mother relation.It would be a kind of harm to both families to tear their faces apart.It is not difficult to guess the final outcome of the Li family. They must have had a bad time, relying on Li Chao, who does not seek to make progress, and cannot even guarantee food and clothing.Qin Songxue lived a life several levels higher than theirs, this was enough, and this was the best counterattack.

4. The author has something to say and writes so long, I am really long-winded, in fact, I just want to make a small request, readers, can you bookmark my author column?Thank you very much!It's an honor to be liked by you! OTZ

【PS】

This article will be customized on [No. 5.10]. Because the number of words is relatively large, the price may be around 90-100, and the specifics have to be determined by the editor according to the cost.There will be extra episodes (you know, boo!), I will release the details in the copywriting and Weibo, and please support me a lot, thank you!

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